I have realized, although not just now, that I will never win the honor of “World’s Best Parent”. I’m mostly okay with that, the kids probably aren’t. I have asked God for patience, but I’ve not noticed a big change in that area as of yet. Maybe there is a reason for that. I know that I get upset over things that would only upset an old woman, but try as I might I cannot make myself not get frustrated.
Do you think I could get points for at least acknowledging that I am impatient? But I am not just impatient with kids, it is with adults too. I love to be punctual. I love to be more than punctual. My day goes horribly if I am late for anything. Why is that? It reminds me of an old country song by Alabama “I’m in a hurry to get things done, I rush and rush until life’s no fun”. And it seems like if I know this I could change it, but for the life of me I haven’t mastered it yet.
SO this is my written plea for God to help me be more patient. I know that He hears my prayers, but it never hurts to have it in writing.
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